27 April 2009

Ambassador of Lindy Hop






May 26, 1914 - April 27, 2009
This is an article from the NY Daily News Website:
Lindy Hop great Frankie Manning dies at 94
BY David Hinckley DAILY NEWS STAFF WRITER
Updated Monday, April 27th 2009, 4:09 PM
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Frankie Manning, who pioneered the Lindy Hop in the 1930s, won a Tony a half-century later and inspired swing dancers around the world, died yesterday at Lenox Hill Hospital from complications of pneumonia.

But he didn't take the dancing with him. More than 2,000 swing dancers from 30 countries will come to New York May 21-25 to participate in "FrankieFest 95," which was originally planned to mark his 95th birthday on May 26.

Organizers say it will go on, and will now become a memorial celebration — which won't be a big transition, because almost every swing dancer in the world uses moves invented, shaped or polished by Frankie Manning.

A tall, courtly man with endless energy and enthusiasm, Manning lived long enough to see his style of dancing fade away and then spring back to life. He was a cornerstone of that revival, both as a teacher and a dancer himself. He was actively dancing until late last year, when he fell on an overseas trip and suffered lingering complications. He had told friends he still planned to dance at FrankieFest this year — not a minor thing at his birthday celebrations, since he insisted on dancing with at least one woman for each year of his life.

Born in Jacksonville, Fla., Manning moved to Harlem with his family when he was 3. He grew up around jazz and later swing music, and in the 1930s became one of the star dancers at Harlem's Savoy Ballroom. In the elite "Cat's Corner" there, he and partner Fredi Washington won a contest one year by creating the first "air step," also known as an "aerial," where Manning seemed to send Washington flying through the air. Proficient as he was at solo dancing, Manning had an even greater knack for choreographing groups. So when Herbert White put together a troupe that became known as Whitey's Lindy Hoppers, Manning became its unofficial choreographer. He toured the world with Whitey's Lindy Hoppers between 1936 and 1943, working with musicians like Ella Fitzgerald, Count Basie and Cab Calloway. The group also appeared in a number of films during those years, including "Radio City Revels," "Keep Punching" and "Hellzapoppin'" (1941), where Manning choreographed the group's most enduring tour de force.

He served in the Army during World War II, then in 1947 formed his own dance troupe, the Congaroos. They performed until the mid-1950s, when rock ‘n' squeezed swing out of the picture.

He went to work at the Post Office, where he remained until he retired in 1985. At that point, at 71, he went back to full-time dancing. Pockets of swing revivals were popping up around the U.S., Europe and the Far East, and Manning happily became a godfather, crossing the country and touring the world to teach and encourage dancers.

In 1989 he won a Tony Award for the choreography of "Black and Blue," He choreographed, and danced in, Spike Lee's "Malcolm X." He was also a regular at dances around New York, and never discouraged his reputation as a ladies' man on the dance floor.

In 2007 he collaborated with Cynthia R. Millman on his autobiography, "Frankie Manning: Ambassador of Lindy Hop," published by Temple University Press and republished last October.
He can also be seen in a new film documentary, Julie Cohen's "Frankie Manning: Still Swinging," which will premiere on Ch. 13 on May 21. He is survived by his long-time companion, Judy Pritchett; two sons, Chazz and and Frank Jr.; a daughter, Marion; a half-brother, Vincent; seven grandchildren; and nine great-grandchildren.

A memorial service is being arranged in New York. In lieu of flowers, the family requests donations to the Frankie Manning Fund, P.O. Box 980581, Houston, Texas 77098.
dhinckley@nydailynews.com

22 April 2009

Wednesday Wonders

Mine is a simple wonder today. Why does my immune system think it has to attack pollen in full force? Doesn't it know that I was much happier when I could sit in the grass and enjoy the warm spring days?

Hmph.

Stupid allergies.

20 April 2009

A Taboo Topic

The ex-friend I used to so fondly call "Priest-Boy" is now a taboo topic. Please don't talk about him again. I may mention him once in a very blue moon now, or his beloved "JP" who is part of all of this that hurt me so much, but I won't mention them again, not any more. Every time any of the reminders of what I thought was a once-in-a-lifetime friendship is mentioned, I have incredibly intense dreams that leave my heart aching and me feeling betrayed and untrusting of, well, humanity as a whole.

I realized that he is the root of my current cynicism about relationships. Not because I was in love with him and he broke my heart, but because I loved and trusted him over the course of an eight year friendship and he betrayed it all for reasons that I can only hypothisize. Now I feel as if I can't really, truely trust anyone. I mean, the friendship that I had with him was so pure, so innocent, so true, and based in Faith and God, and look where that ended up!!! I'd felt it, and journaled about it, but it wasn't until I was talking with a friend this weekend that I said, "Sadly, I'm pretty cynical about relationships now. I mean, if I couldn't trust David to never hurt me, how can I trust anyone else?"

Anyone have an answer, how can I trust anyone else? With Zach, I accidently fell in love with him, we honestly talked about it and he ended up not speaking to me for 2 years. With David, love transcended anything physical and was pure and innocent friendship, and after 8 years of harboring that friendship he came back and said it was all in my head. With Sean, he decided he didn't love me enough & moved back to Idaho. With all the other failed attempts at relationships there was Gene the nurse, who was really married and just screening for a threesome, Gary the truck driver, who turned out to be married with kids, Sasha the jazz pianist, who went a little crazy... VERY glad that one ended before too long!!! No, I didn't meet all of these guys online. People keep saying "You should go out an meet people, change where you're hanging out," but I have, and still do! I've tried the dating websites, I've met guys who work at the hospital, I've gone to bars, sporting events, church, dances, dinner parties, etc.... no dice.

Sadly, I'm starting to wonder if it's all for not. I've had a few crushes, and those are fun but don't last long. I've successfully been a solo party at more weddings than I can remember. It doesn't always bother me to be on my own, but sometimes... yeah. It does.

I guess what it comes down to, I don't know if I can trust myself anymore, let alone trust anyone else. I mean, look at my track record! How could I have known that I shouldn't have trusted any of what was supposed to be real over the course of 8 years, and after what's happened, how can I trust my own judgement? There wasn't a way to protect myself from that!!! If I couldn't trust David with my heart and soul, as a friend, how can I ever trust my own judgement with any other relationship?! I feel like I've been abused and am now quick to doubt & shy away from the potential of being hurt. I feel like I put on a brave front, but am secretly terrified inside.

God, I wish the ghost of my friendship with David would just LEAVE ME ALONE! How else can I move on?!

I've never said this before, but I think I can say it now with pretty secure confidence: I regret being his friend, I regret his friendship. I wish it had never happened. I would have gotten involved in Catholic Club, with or without him there. I would have gone to Spain with or without knowing him, I would have found peace so many nights with or without having him to lean on, I would have gone to Homecomings at PLU whether or not he took me, I would have gone dancing on New Year's Eve whether or not he took me, I would have gone to Portland for weekends at a time, and I would have laughed until I cried with or without him in my life. I never needed to meet his family, be at his graduation, befriend his sister, or know JP to feel fulfilled in my life. I'm sure I would have survived those 8 years of my life, and I KNOW it would be a hell of a lot easier now to trust anyone.

*sigh*

I'm at a loss as to how to wrap this up... I guess it's more of a brain dump, since my journal's at work right now, but I need to say it. I don't know who all's reading this on a regular basis, but I feel better getting it out. David is now taboo. Maybe I'll charge a fine to anyone- including myself- that mentions him again! *half grin* And then we can all use the monies collected to go out to dinner sometime? *shrug* I hope it's not that much money- I don't want to keep having his memory pop up.

15 April 2009

Wednesday Wonders


Dum-Dum Yum!

What is it that makes dum-dum's so great?! Before I left my office in Auburn, someone put a BUNCH of dum-dum's in my candy jar, and I had to take them all out- they're in a little bunch in my car, and I smile every time I see them... fondly remembering the little Chinese restaurant we used to go to when I was younger. While Dad loved the almond chicken, Mom always ordered the noodles, and Stephen wanted his "margelous" (Pepsi, but courtesy of Billy Crystal's "marvelous, darling" commercial, a 2 year old Stevie-D said it the best he could).
I couldn't wait until the end of the meal, when we'd get fortune cookies and the waitress would give me a pink lollypop.
*grin*
Of course, now there's more flavors than the standard flavors- "pink" could be strawberry, cherry, raspberry, cotton candy... pink lemonade?! Cherry please!
Or- no pink whatsoever- BUTTERSCOTCH!!!

14 April 2009

THEY GOT HIM!

Tacoma man charged in downtown robbery shooting
Pierce County prosecutors allege that a man spent several hours robbing people of drugs and money in downtown Tacoma before he shot a woman in the head after she wouldn't turn over $50.
By The Associated Press

TACOMA — Pierce County prosecutors allege that a man spent several hours robbing people of drugs and money in downtown Tacoma before he shot a woman in the head after she wouldn't turn over $50.

Ben Aaron Strickland, 32, was charged Monday with one count of first-degree murder in the April 7 death of 51-year-old Carmen Jackson. A plea of not guilty was entered for Strickland at his arraignment, and Pierce County Superior Court Judge Linda Lee set bail at $1 million.

Court documents allege Strickland spent several hours in the downtown neighborhood robbing people of small amounts of money and drugs. Prosecutors say Jackson was shot when she refused to turn over her money. Police found a $50 bill in her pocket.

Strickland was arrested Friday. Court records say he contends his gun went off accidentally.

12 April 2009

Better Times to Come

I am bound and determined to turn the rest of April around! It started out great, had a terrible hiccup, and I'm going to make the rest of this month fantastic. How? Well, it started yesterday... ish... on my way up to the UW baseball game I saw a one-car rollover-injury accident happen, so I called 911 and hung around to give my statement. I didn't go to the cab of the truck, there were a bunch of people shouting to the man, keeping him talking till paramedics arrived... but after that, things got exponetially better!

I met up with my uncle Dave and his two kiddos, Anna and Matthew, at the UW baseball game. I *heart* baseball! It was a fundraiser for Matthew's team, and May 3rd we're going to the M's game! Yesterday was a good day, a good game, and afterwards we went to the U-Village RAM for a late lunch/early dinner.

After that, I met up with Kelly, Dan, Troy, and Rebecca for fun times at Il Fiasco, a little Italian restaurant on 6th & Anderson. It was pretty good, a little over priced, and the service was kind of slow, but I had a Lady Cello (limoncello, light rum, grenadine, and one other liquor that I can't remember) and we shared a fabulous tiramisu. YUMMY!

While I still tossed and turned as sleep eluded me for many, many hours, I did manage to sleep between 4 and 8am, and am feeling refreshed(ish). Now it's time to get ready for Easter at the parents' house. Yay for dying eggs and family time!!!


Hallelujah, He is Risen, He is risen, indeed!!!!


(I wish I could take credit for these eggs, they're beautiful! Maybe next year?!)

08 April 2009

Wednesday Wonders

I wonder if justice will be served for the death of a woman called Renee.

Yesterday a woman was murdered outside my apt, shot in the head. It took the longest five seconds of my life to get to my phone and call 911.


Somehow I managed to get dressed in clothes that matched, and made it to work. It was somewhat humorous, the look on the guard's face when he came and said "Um, I don't know why, but I have Tacoma PD Homicide Detectives looking for you???" I'm sure he was thinking "Great- the new girl's already got herself in trouble!"

When I got home, the victim's sister was outside, laying flowers next to a photo. I told her that her sister died quickly, that there was nothing I could have done to save her. I started crying, and held her while she sobbed. She called her other sister and had me talk to her for a little while too, trying to bring the family some sort of peace in the loss of their loved one's life.

There was a vigil last night, and it was absolutely beautiful to see people come together. Among the tears and sobs of mourning family, a few young children did what children do, making us all chuckle and laugh. One of the friends pulled up his car, rolled down the windows, and played a few of Renee's favorite songs- ranging from Ray Charles to Snoop Dogg. It's amazing how music is so healing, almost any kind of music, in almost any situation! The crying stopped as the music played, and people sang and danced in memory of their beloved Renee.




After the family and friends went to one of the sister's houses, I felt okay to take a picture. It didn't feel right to take any photos while everyone was there, but afterwards, it was peaceful. I sat down on the sidewalk, next to the blood stain, and said a prayer. No matter what path this woman chose that led to her untimely death, it didn't have to happen. Sadly, I don't think much will come of the investigation, there's so little to go on...


06 April 2009

Yay!


Rick & Dana got hitched!

It was beautiful, and so many people were there to share in the joy. For the first time, I went to a wedding without my camera... it was kind of weird, but there were so many cameras there, I wasn't worried about it! This is a wonderful picture that Catherine's hubby Adam took...
The first kiss as Mr. and Mrs Adams!

02 April 2009

Wednesday Wonders

Where did Wednesday go?!

Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday will be a blur... Camp Jitterbug is fast approaching, Rick and Dana's wedding is Saturday, and Sunday is the family get together for Palm Sunday.

Not only have I been running around like a chicken with my head cut off, back and forth between Tacoma and Bothell, I just accepted a lateral trasnfer to the Tacoma office, starting Monday!! So now I'm trying to get my desk all cleaned out as well as accept congratulations and say heartfelt good byes to my co-workers for the last six years. I'm really going to miss everyone!

God sure works in mysterious ways... I was so hurt that I wasn't selected for Lynnwood, then I found out I lived too far away. I was disappointed I wasn't selected for the Burien transfer, but that would have been a ways to drive, and I couldn't have taken the train. And then I was offered the Tacoma job, and it's 4.7 miles from my apt!

Rarrr... our web-based system just crashed... I'll update more later!